So less than two years ago my husband and I got a roommate. He’s a handful. We’re always having to take care of him, I have to fix him all of his meals because he can’t cook, he doesn’t contribute anything financially, and if we want to go out or something we have to take him with us because he’s not mature enough to be left in the house alone.

See? Doesn't have enough sence to come in out of the rain.

And I couldn’t possibly love him more. This kid is so freaking awesome! He eats better than any other kid I know, and has a rather sophisticated pallet. He eats Indian, Greek, Italian, and just about anything else we put in front of him. Most milestones he has hit on his own. He took himself off of a bottle, we had very few issues weaning him off of anything. He’s not potty trained yet, but he has on more than one occasion asked to go to the potty and actually gone. He’s incredibly social and is usually incredibly laid back. Nothing seems to phase this kid. He also has fantastic rhythm already. One of the guys my husband drums with got Ash a small dumbek (drum) for his birthday, and he love to beat on the thing. And usually keeps some semblance of rhythm as he does it.

I promise I’ll try not to be one of those mommy bloggers who talks about nothing but their kids, but I’m rather proud of him lately. We recently hit a rather huge milestone. I’m talking about the Big Kid Bed. Ash has been sleeping in a crib in the nursery (I know, crazy place to put a crib, right?) but we decided it was time to move up. We decided this when I walked in to see his foot over the rail of the crib. I’d rather not have any accidents, and that looks like a long way to fall. That and we ended up buying the new bed a few months earlier than planned (they’ve discontinued it). So we cleared out the spare room, painted, set up the new bed, and Ash moved in. It took one night for him to get settled in. It took half an hour the first night. The next day I put him in for both nap and bed time and he had no problems. Just now I took him into his room for nap time and he climbed in all by himself, curled up, and made happy little comfy noises. I couldn’t be prouder.